| When I did what I was told I thought I’d be
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| A better person than what I turned out to be
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| Sacrosanct in the sacred society
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| What’s working for you wasn’t working for me
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| Now I live each day as if it were my last
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| Learning lessons from the sins of futures past
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| Death rattle shaking there’s a knock at the door
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| Laid out on the floor
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| Now I wait at the gate
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| Now I wait at the final gate
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| Tell me what is my fate
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| as I stand at the gate
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| You’re the rebel when you stood on mountains high
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| Sentimental now that it’s your time to die
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| In the middle of your precious plans and schemes
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| It’s looking to me like they don’t mean a thing
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| Never gave a thought of what you put them through
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| Never stopped to think the problem came from you
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| Grim reaper calling I think you know what he’s after
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| Hanging from the rafters
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| Now I wait
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| Moon is full, stars are bright, seems like the fates have aligned
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| Now I wait at the final gate
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| Sun is high, cloudless sky,
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| Looks like a good day to die
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| The walls are closing in
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| Don’t know where to begin
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| As I wait at the gate
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| The bell it tolls for me
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| Don’t know how this can be
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| as I wait, as I wait at the gate.
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| At the gate
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| Looking back I think I’d have to say
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| At the gate
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| From the outside looking in
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| At the gate
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| Would I do it any other way?
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| At the gate
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| Would I do it all again?
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| Now I wait at the gate
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| Now I wait at the final gate
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| Moon is full, stars are bright
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| Seems like the fates are aligned
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| Sun is high, cloudless sky
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| Looks like a good day to die
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| Hello your life is calling
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| And now your skies are falling |